The young priestess was wet with ashamed arousal.
Tentacles pinned her down in the abandoned ruins of the church of the Abyssal Forest. Aphrodisia flooded her soul, tendrils slurped her breasts and slid between her yearning thighs.
It was the rape of a thousand touches… exquisite… merciless… and in her bloated womb a nexus of pleasure exploded!!!

Her powers depleted and her body a tarnished vessel of depravity, and with a phallus in every sloven orifice there was no choice but to accept.
She let out a cry, her ecstasy echoing in the spires.